He had a great
contempt for the sections the “theorizers” produced. And, though neither peace nor
innocence can be restored to my bosom; though tears cannot blot out my
offences, nor sorrow drown my shame; yet, knowing that my penitence is
sincere, I do not despair that my transgressions may be forgiven. “And so you have been thinking?” her father began, quoting her letter and
looking over his slanting glasses at her. Then Manning
flopped back in his chair and dropped his chin like a man shot. Old saltwater was right. "Yes!" interrupted Spurlock, savagely. “He fancied that he did,” she corrected him coolly. "Where?"
"That can wait," she answered. He had found her by the same agency her father had: native talk, which flew
from isle to isle as fast as proas could carry it.
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